88 The Daughter of an Old Friend
Li Xiwu answered, âLi.â
The smile faded from the old ladyâs face and transformed into an expression Li Xiwu couldnât read. It was complicated. She couldnât explain it. It was as if⦠she was looking at someone through her, but it also seems like she was the only one she was looking at. But she didnât think much of it. Because this was the first time she had seen this old lady today.
Li Xiwu did not know that the netizens in the live-stream were no longer calm when the old lady appeared. Originally, because Pei Jingzhou had temporarily left, there were fewer comments. As the old lady arrived, the comments became excitedâ
[This is what a beauty should be!]
!!
[Iâve never seen such an elegant old lady.]
[This is probably the most elegant foreign old lady Iâve ever met.]
[Itâs obvious that she has a temperament that comes from her bones.]
[The scene of Sister Li and the old lady sitting together is simply a visual enjoyment!]
[Especially since Sister Li is very young and the old lady is already in her twilight years. Help! Who can draw this scene! Amazing.]
[Doesnât anyone think this old lady looks familiar?]
[I think she looks familiar too, but I canât rememberâ¦]
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On the other side of the lake.
Han Pin looked up and saw his eldest nephew walking over. He reminded Pei Qingji, âYour good old son is here.â
Pei Qingji cleared his throat. âAhem⦠youâre here!â
Pei Jingzhou walked over and stood beside Pei Qingji. âYouâre in a good mood today.â His gaze fell to the empty bucket beside him. âJust bad luck,â he added.
Pei Qingji was speechless. His good old son really knew how to hurt people. Pei Jingzhouâs gaze landed on the fishing rod in Pei Qingjiâs hand. âDadâs fishing rod is estimated to be around 30 yuan.â
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Pei Jingzhou said, âI might have estimated it too highly. More than twenty.â
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Pei Qingji snorted. âThe pot calling the kettle black. Iâll wait to see if your fishing rod can exceed ten yuan in the future.â
Pei Jingzhou said meaningfully, âYou donât have to worry about that. Itâs not that Dad doesnât know that Iâve been very capable since I was young. If I canât afford a fishing rod that costs ten yuan, I can make one myself. Itâs better than you squatting here aggrievedly and worrying that you wonât even be able to keep a fishing rod that costs more than twenty yuan.â
Pei Qingji stood up. âItâs easy for you to speak while standing at the sidelines, right?â
Pei Jingzhou nodded. âItâs indeed easy for me to speak. Youâre standing too. How do you feel?â
Pei Qingji pulled a face. âItâs alright.â
Beside him, Han Pin laughed uncontrollably. âNephew, you have the elegance of your father when he was young.â
Pei Jingzhou smiled humbly. âUncle, you flatter me.â
Han Pin smiled, but as he smiled, his smile gradually froze on his lips. âMadam Di Xinâ¦â
Pei Jingzhou frowned and turned around. Pei Qingji also looked in that direction. The moment he saw Madam Di Xin, Pei Jingzhouâs expression darkened. He was about to go back when Han Pin reached out and pressed his hand on Pei Jingzhouâs shoulder. âJingzhou, wait a moment.â
Pei Jingzhou did not listen to Han Pin. He removed Han Pinâs hand and walked back quickly. Han Pinâs hand froze in midair.
Pei Qingji asked, âWhy is Madam Di Xin here?â
Han Pin raised his chin in that direction. âItâs obvious that sheâs here for Little Li. Didnât you see how ugly Jingzhouâs expression was just now?â
As if it had nothing to do with him, Pei Qingji turned around and sat down. âMy good old son didnât inherit my love genes at all.â
Han Pin did not plan to go over. He sat down and said, âNot necessarily.â
Pei Qingji sneered. âWhy not? After Little You left, he fell silent for a year before finding a new lover. That lover even looks like her. It seems that he likes her very much. Otherwise, he wouldnât have gotten married back then.â
Han Pin chuckled. âAs a father, donât tell me you want to see your son become depressed day by day after losing his love and be tortured by longing for her for the rest of his life? If Jingzhou really becomes like this, youâll be anxious.â
Pei Qingji said, âWhat Iâm more anxious about now is whether Qianye knows that Iâm fishing here. If she does, can I keep my 30-dollar fishing rod?â
Han Ping shifted his position. âBest of luck.â
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Meanwhile, After Madam Di Xin sat down, Li Xiwu asked, âDo you mind the camera? Weâre recording a show. Itâs live.â
Madam Di Xin smiled and shook her head. âI donât mind.â
Li Xiwu smiled.
Madam Di Xin looked at the bucket beside Li Xiwu. It was clean and free of fish. âI can tell you havenât had much luck today.â
Li Xiwuâs eyes curved. âGrandpa Jiang is fishing today. Those who wish will take the bait.â
Madam Di Xin reached out to Li Xiwu. âMay I try? I havenât fished in a long time, either.â
âSure, no problem.â Li Xiwu handed another fishing rod to Madam Di Xin. âFor you.â
Madam Di Xin took it and thanked her. Then, she fiddled with it incoherently. When she didnât understand, Madam Di Xin would ask Li Xiwu. Although Li Xiwu was also a dabbler, Pei Jingzhou had taught her a little just now. It was still very easy to operate. After finally throwing out the bait, Madam Di Xin heaved a sigh of relief. âFortunately, this set of bones isnât useless.â
Li Xiwu helped set up the fishing rod.
Madam Di Xin turned to look at Li Xiwu with a benevolent expression. âMiss Li.â
Li Xiwu replied, âYes?â
Madam Di Xin suddenly said, âYou look like the daughter of an old friend of mine.â
Li Xiwu pursed her lips and smiled faintly. She was already used to people saying who she looked like. When she heard the old lady say that she looked like the daughter of an old friend, Li Xiwu said in a half-joking tone, âProbably because I have a more common face.â
Madam Di Xin shook her head. âNo.â
Li Xiwu looked at Madam Di Xin.
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Madam Di Xin smiled. âIâm glad I saw you today.â
Li Xiwu responded politely. âMe too.â Not just polite, but sincere. Because the old lady was elegant and polite. Li Xiwu suddenly realized that the old lady was studying her seriously and intently. She returned the old ladyâs gaze and smiled. âWhatâs wrong?â
After a long silence, Madam Di Xin asked, âDonât you remember me?â
Li Xiwu was stunned. She looked a little confused. It sounded to her as if the old lady had seen her before? But that shouldnât be! In her impression, there were no memories of this elegant old lady. Just now, she thought that it was because she looked like the daughter of the old ladyâs old friend that the old lady took the initiative to talk to her. There was no possibility that she knew the old lady.
Li Xiwu straightened. âSorry, Iâ¦â
âMadam Di Xin.â Pei Jingzhouâs voice came from behind and interrupted Li Xiwu.
Li Xiwu and the old lady turned at the same time. Pei Jingzhou walked over. Madam Di Xin was about to get up when Li Xiwu helped her. âSlow down.â
Madam Di Xin smiled lovingly. âThank you.â
Li Xiwu said, âYouâre welcome.â
After standing up, Madam Di Xin looked at Pei Jingzhou and greeted, âMr. Pei, long time no see.â
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